So there I was once again in the scary, creepy, frightening and terrifying mansion. I waited and waited and waited until I could wait no longer. Just as I was about to leave I heard something crash on the kitchen floor. I sneaked quietly to the kitchen, and sure enough there it was the thing I have been looking for for the past couple of days. Someone OR something was trying to pull the body!!!
I grabbed its shoulder, my eyes met something green and black. "Who are you?" I said. The thing answered by making a low and dangerous growl. The big black wolf looking animal let go of the body and pounced on me! "HELP!!!!" I screamed but the wolf was strangling me too much for me to deliver the scream loudly and clearly. The next thing I knew the world went black.
When I woke up the black wolf thing was gone AND SO WAS THE BODY!!! "This is getting really creepy," I said with a shaky voice. I ran across the road to where my grandpa lived. When I got to his door he was out on the deck sitting on his rocking chair (as usual) . "Hi grandpa." I said with a pretty puffed out voice. "Yes deary?" he said. "Ummm... have you seen anything I dunno weird going on in the mansion lately?" Grandpa shook his head. "The only thing I have seen going on in there is something that you should NEVER EVER hear." I edged closer so eager to listen. "Well if you are so desperate, in the dead of night I hear loud clattering coming from one direction. When I look at that direction I see inside that scary mansion and inside I see the light turned on but when I look at it, it quickly turns off. Now remember, this only happens at night so don't bother going there in the morning, in fact don't bother going there at all!"
Chapter 5: Having an over protective mother
"Hmm..." I said. I then said goodbye to my grandpa. When I got home my mum was practicing her Spanish. She was singing this Spanish song, "Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro, Cinco, Seis, Siete, Ocho, Nueve, Diez.... Don't remember how to say eleven." It was so funny. I got out of the weird atmosphere and went into my lions den (A.K.A my room.) "Ahem, okay so the clues are not leading to the answer I need. First of all the body did not look like the man in the picture, second of all there was a salt trail from when the body disappeared and third when grandpa said in the dead of night he could here clattering in the kitchen of the mansion ONLY when it is night, but when I go there in the morning I hear the clattering sound too. I think that one more investigation will do." The next day came early in the morning I tried to sneak past my mums bedroom without her hearing me. It was difficult because of the creaky floor boards. The second I stepped out of my room the loudest creak I had ever made echoed through the hall. My mum woke up with a start. "I'M ARMED!!" Mum shouted. "Oh no!" I thought. Forgetting about the creaky floor boards I ran across the hallway. I was making lots of creaky noises. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I heard my mums footsteps right behind mine. "Mum WAIT!" I shouted. My mum screamed "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY DAUGHTER!!!!!!" At this moment I didn't really care about what she was saying at the moment I just needed to get out of the house. So I opened the door and ran out slamming it behind me.
Chapter 6: Rascal
When I came into the mansion I saw the same thin line of salt leading to a mirror. I followed it when I saw that the trail had stopped I saw my reflection on the mirror, and like dark magic my reflection vanished. I touched the mirror. Suddenly my hand went through the mirror! I fell in. I then hit the old dusty and rocky ground. I coughed a couple of times before I opened my eyes. When I did open my eyes I saw the most disgusting toenails on the most disgusting feet. I groaned loudly. "What are YOU doing here?!" said a loud and angry voice. I stood up with my whole body aching. "Ouch my bones." "I SAID WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!" "I...I...Rascal?" The angry face of the man turned into a stressed prisoner. "You...you must be mistaken Rascal has been dead for over 50 years I am not him." He said rather nervously. "You must be him, you look exactly like him except 50 years older." I said sounding sure. "No I'm not him look his hair was brown and mine is white!" he protested. "Was" I said. "If you tell me what had happened to you I cross my heart I will not tell." "Ugh, okay you got me I am Rascal"
Chapter 4: The beast and... grandpa
So there I was once again in the scary, creepy, frightening and terrifying mansion. I waited and waited and waited until I could wait no longer. Just as I was about to leave I heard something crash on the kitchen floor. I sneaked quietly to the kitchen, and sure enough there it was the thing I have been looking for for the past couple of days. Someone OR something was trying to pull the body!!!
I grabbed its shoulder, my eyes met something green and black. "Who are you?" I said. The thing answered by making a low and dangerous growl. The big black wolf looking animal let go of the body and pounced on me! "HELP!!!!" I screamed but the wolf was strangling me too much for me to deliver the scream loudly and clearly. The next thing I knew the world went black.
When I woke up the black wolf thing was gone AND SO WAS THE BODY!!! "This is getting really creepy," I said with a shaky voice. I ran across the road to where my grandpa lived. When I got to his door he was out on the deck sitting on his rocking chair (as usual) . "Hi grandpa." I said with a pretty puffed out voice. "Yes deary?" he said. "Ummm... have you seen anything I dunno weird going on in the mansion lately?" Grandpa shook his head. "The only thing I have seen going on in there is something that you should NEVER EVER hear." I edged closer so eager to listen. "Well if you are so desperate, in the dead of night I hear loud clattering coming from one direction. When I look at that direction I see inside that scary mansion and inside I see the light turned on but when I look at it, it quickly turns off. Now remember, this only happens at night so don't bother going there in the morning, in fact don't bother going there at all!"
Chapter 5: Having an over protective mother
"Hmm..." I said. I then said goodbye to my grandpa. When I got home my mum was practicing her Spanish. She was singing this Spanish song, "Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro, Cinco, Seis, Siete, Ocho, Nueve, Diez.... Don't remember how to say eleven." It was so funny. I got out of the weird atmosphere and went into my lions den (A.K.A my room.) "Ahem, okay so the clues are not leading to the answer I need. First of all the body did not look like the man in the picture, second of all there was a salt trail from when the body disappeared and third when grandpa said in the dead of night he could here clattering in the kitchen of the mansion ONLY when it is night, but when I go there in the morning I hear the clattering sound too. I think that one more investigation will do." The next day came early in the morning I tried to sneak past my mums bedroom without her hearing me. It was difficult because of the creaky floor boards. The second I stepped out of my room the loudest creak I had ever made echoed through the hall. My mum woke up with a start. "I'M ARMED!!" Mum shouted. "Oh no!" I thought. Forgetting about the creaky floor boards I ran across the hallway. I was making lots of creaky noises. When I got to the bottom of the stairs I heard my mums footsteps right behind mine. "Mum WAIT!" I shouted. My mum screamed "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY DAUGHTER!!!!!!" At this moment I didn't really care about what she was saying at the moment I just needed to get out of the house. So I opened the door and ran out slamming it behind me.
Chapter 6: Rascal
When I came into the mansion I saw the same thin line of salt leading to a mirror. I followed it when I saw that the trail had stopped I saw my reflection on the mirror, and like dark magic my reflection vanished. I touched the mirror. Suddenly my hand went through the mirror! I fell in. I then hit the old dusty and rocky ground. I coughed a couple of times before I opened my eyes. When I did open my eyes I saw the most disgusting toenails on the most disgusting feet. I groaned loudly. "What are YOU doing here?!" said a loud and angry voice. I stood up with my whole body aching. "Ouch my bones." "I SAID WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!" "I...I...Rascal?" The angry face of the man turned into a stressed prisoner. "You...you must be mistaken Rascal has been dead for over 50 years I am not him." He said rather nervously. "You must be him, you look exactly like him except 50 years older." I said sounding sure. "No I'm not him look his hair was brown and mine is white!" he protested. "Was" I said. "If you tell me what had happened to you I cross my heart I will not tell." "Ugh, okay you got me I am Rascal"